Since when did having some nice, fluffy pets become so complex?
Did you ever dream that you were a dog agility super champ except then it switched and you were at some germy, grungy, derelict seaside park in the dark and the carnies were actually drug addled zombies that were shambling after you with hammers and their big teeth? And then as you're trying to escape your way out from under their oily, horrible claws by clambering up a rat infested palm tree, you're all, this is about dog agility like, how?
4 comments:
I never noticed that Gustavo looks like her is wearing a tux before. Fancy.
That's supposed to be he not her!
He is a fancy little dandy!
Yeah, complicated. In the old days, my dogs had some toys and a bed. Now I buy houses and cars for them.
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